Under the winter sun, Ulan Buhua sat in the carriage and drove the horses home along the main road. The carriage ran fast on dirt roads with only one horse, thanks to the new wheels that Kublai Khan had bounced with him. The giver said that this kind of wheel came from the Song Kingdom in the south, and one would give several sheep. Even regret between words.

Ulan Buhua really feels a pity, it would be nice if he could go to the Song Kingdom in the south to plunder as before. In that case, you will be able to bring back not only the wheels, but also the cattle, sheep, and silk. But in the last war with the Song State in the south, thousands of Mongolian athletes had died, and nothing had been grabbed. Mongolian herders are disappointed. Unless Kublai Khan could tell the truth of victory as Genghis Khan did, no one would follow Kublai Khan on an expedition.

On the wagon was grain for the winter. As a Mongol, it was obliged to fight with the Great Khan. And the Great Khan was obliged to provide relief when the Mongols suffered a catastrophe. This year, there was a locust plague, and the livestock were still able to keep their seeds by slaughtering and waiting for them to continue to reproduce next year. The Mongols had to rely on the Great Khan's reward for food. Fortunately, the big tents in all parts of Hebei were in the city, and the Mongols could receive food when they arrived in the city. Not only could they receive food, but they could also receive the rewards of the Great Khan in the city.

After driving the carriage to a place a few miles away from home, Ulan Buhua stopped the carriage. He just felt that something was wrong, very wrong. He had felt wrong before, for example, the sheep that should have come out to graze the grass at home were nowhere to be seen. In the habits of his parents, he would never be so lazy. For example, the clothes that come out of the yurt at home will never be the only one in such a good weather. If there is only one piece, you can soon see my mother coming over with a washing basin to continue drying the clothes.

This is still a place where Ulan doesn't feel it, and more places can be felt, but I can't say it. All these feelings made Ulan Buhua more and more uneasy.

Drive the carriage to a secluded place ahead and stop. Pulling the horses off the cart, Ulan Buhua followed a route that could be walked, but only Mongolian riders would take in the direction of home. There are too many dangers in the endless steppes, and by the time the danger is seen, it is often too late, and the Mongols must have such a route.

Arriving near home, Ulan Buhua smelled the fresh smell of blood in the air. The yurt was quiet nearby, which made Ulan Buhua feel even more frightened.

When he arrived at his home, Ulan Buhua secretly lifted the curtain in the hidden place behind the yurt, and saw that there was no one in the yurt.

There was a while. Ulan Buhua, whose face was stained with tears, stumbled out of the yurt. There was no living mouth here, and when I stood in front of the yurt, I saw someone at the bottom of the slope far from the main entrance.

Ulan didn't have a sharp gaze, so he saw some Han people tying his parents to trees and cutting their mouths with knives. His parents tried and struggled, but to no avail. Just when Ulan Buhua was staying at the door of the yurt, the Han people below had already seen Ulan Buhua, and they immediately rushed to the hillside with weapons. Ulan Buhua did not wait to be surrounded and killed, he immediately ran to the yurt, mounted his Mongolian horse and galloped away, fleeing into the distance.

If you want to survive on the grassland, you must learn to escape.

Ulan, who galloped on horseback, was not distracted, he initially only thought of running to the city as soon as possible to ask for help from the hundred households in the city, and asked the hundred households to send troops. However, after running for a while, Ulan didn't spend and felt that it was probably far away from water that could not quench his thirst. I saw that there were about a dozen Han thieves under the hillside, and Ulan Buhua remembered the Ruharaba Sijia next to him.

For example, the family of Harabal had seven sons, which was more than the population of the Ulan Buhua family. With such neighbors, naturally there will be a lot of conflicts. However, at this time, facing the Han bandits, the Mongols of course had to unite. For example, Haraba Si's house is the closest to Wulan Buhua's house, if you can ask them for help, you should be able to deal with those dozen Han thieves. And the chances of letting the parents be saved are also the greatest.

Thinking of his parents, Wulan Buhua remembered the tragic situation of those Han people cutting their parents' mouths with knives. His heart was like a knife, and he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

For example, Haraba Si's house is more than ten miles away from Wulan Buhua's house, and the two families are near two villages. Seeing that near the house of Ruharabaer, Ulan Buhua reined in the horses. However, he saw that the Yurt of Haraba Sijia was surrounded by at least 20 Han Chinese. Arrows kept coming out of the yurt. Barely forced the Han attack. However, there were other Han Chinese thieves who were rushing over to join the siege. If the number of people increases further, such as Haraba Sijia will definitely not be able to stop it.

The horses of Ulan Buhua spun around in a few circles in place, snorting and panting at the same time. Then he suddenly rose to his feet, and at the same time let out a painful hiss. Ulan was caught off guard and was thrown off by the horses. As he got up, he saw a man in shining armor striding over.

The man was covered in shiny silver armor, and his helmet had a visor, and there was a narrow hole in the shape of a 'T' on the visor, and a pair of sparkling eyes could be faintly seen in the horizontal bar above.

Ulan didn't think so much, he pulled out his Mongolian scimitar and pounced on the man, swinging the knife and slashing down. Then the man lifted up his arm, and the Mongolian scimitar slashed at the armor of the man's arm, and it was bounced away. And the man waved his right arm at this time, and the hard bright silver fist smashed under Ulan Buhua's chest.

The sharp pain came, and Ulan Buhua only felt that he couldn't breathe. The man flew up again and kicked on Ulan Buhua's lower abdomen. At this time, a few Han thieves rushed out of the side. rushed over and tied up the painful Ulan Buhua strongly.

Soon after, Ulan Buhua was taken by Han thieves to the yurt of the Ruhara Baer family, where several large holes were broken in the yurt, as if it had been cut like it had been cut like that.

Han Chinese thieves dressed in ordinary clothes lined up, such as the people of the Harabal Si family, who were tied to a tree outside the yurt. When Ulan Buhua was dragged to the side of Ruharabaersi's family, he saw several other Han people wrapped in armor in front of the queue of Han thieves.

Then, all of a sudden, these Han thieves began to sing.

"Lord Stove, Milk King Stove, hemp candy sticks to your mouth."

"Lord Stove, Milk King Stove, hemp candy sticks to your mouth."

Ulan doesn't understand much Chinese, so he probably understands what this short song is singing. I don't know what the Han thief Kou sang this song for.

Then, in the footsteps, I saw that the man who defeated Wulan Buhua brought another team of Han thieves up. Ulan Buhua couldn't help but feel a pain in the position where he was hit. Then the man took off his helmet. Under the helmet was a jet-black braid coiled around his head. The man turned out to be a woman.

"Lord Stove, Milk King Stove, hemp candy sticks to your mouth." The woman sang loudly to the Han thieves. Her voice was poignant, full of resentment.

After singing, the woman shouted: "Everyone, these stove kings and grandmothers are in front of us, today everyone has revenge and revenge." Cut out their mouths and send them to heaven! ”

"Good!" There was a roar of rage below. Before Wulan Buhua could figure it out, those Han thieves had already rushed up and cut and poked Ulan Buhua's face and mouth with knives. Under the severe pain, Wulan Buhua couldn't help but scream.

At this time, Kublai Khan was listening to the latest report with a gloomy face. The atmosphere in the Golden Palace was solemn, for so many years, the Mongols had bullied the Han Chinese, and if the Han dared to fight back, they would be killed. At this point, the situation changed dramatically. The Red Turban Army, a bandit of Han Chinese, attacked Kublai Khan in the area north of the Yellow River and ordered the dispatch of small Mongol families stationed throughout Hebei.

"Great Khan, it is known that more than 40 Mongol families have been killed in recent days. I don't know how much news there is. ”

"Great Khan, the soldiers and horses sent out by the government were attacked by thieves. If they gather, they will be bandits, and if they disperse, they will be the people. Very cunning. ”

Kublai Khan did not speak immediately. He released so many small Mongolian families just to find out the news in the local area. At the same time, it shows that Mongolia is everywhere. These families were an important source of information for Kublai Khan, and at the end of each year, most of these families would come to the capital to meet Kublai Khan, and in addition to singing the praises of Kublai Khan's deeds, they also had to inform Kublai Khan of the information from all over the world.

The little families lived next to each village, and they could count how many stoves were smoking every day. Such eyes and ears were also an important basis for Kublai Khan's taxation. Often more reliable than magistrates.

However, as we approach the end of the year, there are far fewer people coming to celebrate the New Year. Although it is not certain that those men were killed, it is not possible that they did not come because they no longer looked down on the reward that Kublai Khan gave him every year.

After hearing enough of the following statements, Kublai Khan asked, "Is there any news from Hao Ren?" ”

"There is no news from Wanhu yet." Someone immediately told you.

Hearing this, Kublai Khan fell silent again. Previously, the steward of the Firearms Bureau accused the steward of the Iron Bureau, saying that the Bureau could not produce enough iron to make muskets. Then the steward of the Iron and Steel Bureau said that the Great Song Dynasty pulled people from the north of the Yellow River to the south of the Yellow River, resulting in insufficient manpower to produce iron. Kublai Khan asked Hao Ren to clean up the situation.

Now, the situation has not only not improved, but has worsened even more. Hao Ren originally told Kublai Khan some local conditions. For example, the local government levied excessively, and not only did not give relief during disaster years, but increased taxes. Moreover, in order to invite merit, the local government also deceived the people and abducted them to most of them to become artisans.

In response to Hao Ren's reports, Kublai Khan severely reprimanded. What's wrong with letting those poor people become artisans in the capital? Nowadays, most of them are short of labor, and it is good to have someone to do it. As for the grain harvest in disaster years, it shows that the local government has the ability to collect the grain. Since it was a disaster, the life of the imperial court was not easy. Most of the artisans had to produce all kinds of handicrafts for the Mongolian nobles, and they also had to eat and drink. Without food, let them starve to death?

After that, Hao Ren was no longer on the table. According to the news, this 10,000 households of the son-in-law family are leading troops to suppress bandits everywhere. But these thieves are more and more suppressed, and the place is chaotic. Kublai Khan now felt that he might have sent someone unsuitable to suppress the bandits.

Just as Kublai Khan was considering whether to inquire about the recall of Hao Ren, there was a sound of footsteps outside, but he saw the guards coming in quickly and delivering a letter. When I looked at the cover, it was written on the top of the letter, 'Chen Hao Jing kowtows'. Kublai Khan was shocked, Hao Jing had not come to the court for a long time. I heard that the illness is not light. Send a letter at this time......

I hurriedly opened it and looked at it, and sure enough, it was a letter sent from my illness. The gist of it is to the effect that it first reviewed the experience of Hao Jing's defection to Kublai Khan, and then the hard work of the monarchs and ministers to establish the Great Yuan. In the end, he said that he couldn't do it, and he wrote a letter to Kublai Khan, just to remind him first, if Hao Jing took the first step on the Huangquan Road, he also felt that he did not regret it.

"Message!" Kublai Khan spoke.

The court immediately fell silent. Then the Hanchen held their breath one by one, for fear of missing a word.

"Spread the decree and ordered Hao Ren to return to Dadu immediately. His teacher Hao Jing was seriously ill, and he couldn't let their master and apprentice not see each other for the last time. Kublai Khan commanded.

The will was delivered to Hao Ren by a fast horse of 800 miles. As soon as Hao Ren heard that the teacher was seriously ill, he immediately ordered the guards to set off with their horses first. He himself sat in the tent in a daze.

If it was ten years earlier, Hao Ren's first thought would definitely be to go back to Dadu immediately to see the teacher for the last time. Now Hao Ren also has the same thought, but he will not only have this thought. This order also meant that Kublai Khan wanted to deprive Hao Ren of the right to lead troops. The reason is also very simple, Hao Ren did not achieve Kublai Khan's goal.

Sigh. Hao Ren began to order people to pack up. He was indeed ashamed of his results, but Hao Ren was not ashamed of what he had done. At least in Hao Ren's opinion, he has done his best. It's just that the whole situation is changing too quickly. The speed at which the Song State intervened in Hebei was much faster than Hao Ren had imagined, and the expropriation of the Great Yuan government accelerated the speed of this change.

If he returns to Dadu, even if it makes Da Khan angry, Hao Ren is ready to give these things up.

It was in the afternoon to get the news. Early the next morning, Hao Ren got into a carriage and set out on his way home. Along the way, every city he went, there were guards who had already arrived here to change Hao Ren with horses that had already rested. Looking at the scenery outside the road and constantly retreating, the unhappiness in Hao Ren's heart was gradually replaced by this speed.

This carriage produced by the Great Song Dynasty is extremely light and sturdy, and it can run thousands of miles on the bumpy dirt road in three days, and it can still drive into the capital normally.

At this time, it was already evening, and Hao Ren ordered someone to stop in front of Hao Jing's house. Looking at the placement in front of the mansion, Hao Ren's heart was finally put back in his stomach. Hao Jing is still alive.

entered the mansion and was led by his subordinates to Hao Jing's bedroom. Hao Ren couldn't help but smile when he looked at the teacher who was leaning on the bed and being fed medicinal soup.

Seeing his children come in, Hao Jing asked his subordinates to leave, and then beckoned to Hao Ren with trembling hands, and said in a weak voice: "But I'm waiting for you." ”

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